"Senior sister?" The person who came was dressed in the clothes of the inner disciple of the Sword Pavilion, holding a folding fan, on which was painted a half-unsheathed sword, and the sharp sword light seemed to be out of the paper, giving people invisible coercion.

"Senior brother." As soon as Yu Shengsheng saw someone coming, he immediately stood aside. She is not afraid that Zhao Shanhe will not help him, now that she is in the Sword Holding Pavilion, she is still at the gate of the sect, even if she has face, she has to protect her.

When the people around saw that it was Zhao Shanhe, they suddenly quieted down, but An Jin didn't seem to have seen him before, and he still looked like a gentleman.

He pointed in the direction of Zhao Shanhe in a sickly and bloodless manner, his tone was frivolous, and he looked up and down, "You look good, how about serving the master?" ”

An Jin thought about these two people serving him every other day, who would dislike the many beauties in his harem?

"Master~" The beauty was not happy, the soft and tender soft lily shook the valuable clothes from side to side, the delicate lips were slightly pursed, and the tone was delicate.

It was not easy for her to climb up to a rich man, and she had only been with him for a few days, and she was about to be abandoned, how could Shan Shu be willing. She knew that An Jin was the most comfortable, he was used to being a man, and he always wanted the people around him to obey him obediently.

The single lyric voice aroused the aftermath and gave goosebumps.

"Get out of here!" An Jin waved away the beauty's hand without pity, jumped to the ground, and walked towards Zhao Shanhe step by step: "What? Have you thought about it? ”

"Oh?"

Apparently, An Jin did not realize that danger was coming.

Oh Huo, Yu Shengsheng took two steps back, leaving the battlefield to Zhao Shanhe. It seems that this person is not only physically weak, but also not very good at brain. Zhao Shanhe looks gentle on the surface, but in fact, he has a bad stomach. Yu Shengsheng clasped his arms and stood aside waiting to watch a good show.

"Senior brother, he doesn't know you!"

Yu Shengsheng's gloating tone was too obvious, so he almost said that the senior brother would beat him up.

Zhao Shanhe ignored her, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Yuecheng without turning his eyes, "An Jin, ask if the quota of Yuezong is enough for you to squander?" ”

"It's your business! I'm going to decide this woman today! ”

"Me?" Yu Shengsheng's gaze followed the direction of An Jin's finger, and finally fell on himself: "Are you sure?" ”

"Oh, little beauty, come here!"

When An Jin's hand was about to touch Yu Shengsheng's waist, the silver sword light flashed.

There was a "click" and an object fell to the ground, which was a person's hand. You don't have to think about who it belongs to, it's An Jin.

"Ahh My hand! Slut! I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you!! "Tsukijo has completely lost his mind, his eyes red like a beast without reason. A cloud of aura overflowed from his intact left hand and smashed into the entrance of the Sword Holding Pavilion.

The surrounding trees were broken by the indiscriminate attack, and some were directly reduced to ashes.

After a while, several disciples came from afar, seeing that it was Zhao Shanhe and Yu Shengsheng, they first saluted, and then saw Yuecheng who was crazy on the side, and understood most of it.

"This person is the young sect master of the Moon Asking Sect......" Zhao Shanhe was silent for a moment, "Tell the sect master of the Moon Sect that he is very disrespectful to me holding the Sword Pavilion, and he wants to treat me and your Senior Sister Yu as ......."

Zhao Shanhe spoke very skillfully, and Yu Shengsheng had to be admired. I didn't say anything just now, but I seemed to have said everything, and it was in some strange direction......

Sure enough, the faces of the disciples became even more angry, the Hugging Sword Pavilion was their home, and the senior brothers and sisters were more like relatives. Senior Sister Yu brings them delicious food on weekdays and guides them to cultivate, not to mention Senior Brother, the entire Hugging Sword Pavilion is his fan brother and sister. Now that he has been insulted by someone from a small sect, he is simply kicking his nose in the face!

"Senior brother, don't worry, we will definitely punish you severely!"

Looking at the figure in the distance, Yu Shengsheng said, "That's it?" ”

Others don't know her, but Yu Shengsheng knows that such a simple punishment is not like the style of a hypocrite like Zhao Shanhe.

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? "The gentleman is as gentle as jade, gently shaking the folding fan, and the smile is like a warm spring breeze," Yuecheng has its own law enforcement hall's disposal, what am I doing?" ”

“…………”

Well, he can't pry out what he thinks in his heart anyway, so it's better to go back to practice.

"Senior brother, I'm leaving, Master, they're still waiting for me."

"Senior sister, do you know why I want to kill you?"

Yu Shengsheng was stunned when she turned around to leave, she never thought that Zhao Shanhe would say this so quickly. Although they knew it, Yu Shengsheng knew that Zhao Shanhe wanted to kill him, and Zhao Shanhe also knew that Yu Shengsheng knew about it, but they had never said it so bluntly.

She didn't know what Zhao Shanhe was thinking, so she could only be cautious, as if she didn't know about it, and looked at Zhao Shanhe in surprise: "What kind of joke is Senior Brother talking about?" ”

Zhao Shanhe snorted lightly and smiled meaninglessly, and slowly walked to Yu Shengsheng's side, his big knobby hand picking up a strand of hair. The girl's hair has a unique fragrance, like a sweet floral fragrance, and the fragrance seems to enter his nose without hindrance, until the throat is full of girlish flavor.

The fair, slender fingers twisted between the hair, and the black and white created the strongest contrast.

The man was very close, and the cold fragrance lingered on her domineeringly, like a pair of invisible hands, and the bursts of pressure made her feel a little difficult to breathe.

Ignoring the pain in her scalp, she reluctantly got out of Zhao Shanhe's acceptance: "Senior brother, I'll go first!" ”

After speaking, he didn't give the man a reaction, and ran away as soon as he slipped away. It looked like she was very calm, but the sword under her feet was dangling and betrayed her.

**

A month later

The sect is extremely noisy, and there are often many unfamiliar faces who come and go.

Yu Shengsheng didn't dare to go deep into the retreat because of Dabi, and it was just when Dabi started when he left the customs.

She came just in time for the head of the house to read out the rules of the competition. Many small sects of Your Excellency Baojian also came to this big competition, and they knew that there was no chance of winning the quota, so they basically came to increase their knowledge. If the sect is too small, it will lead to the short-sightedness of the disciples, and the duel between the masters can promote growth.

Although the sect is small, it also wants to give its disciples the best they can.

Because of the large number of people, the first round is a scuffle of 100 people, and then the five winners in the melee can advance to the next round. The second round is a two-by-two showdown, if you are lucky all the way to the final, if you are unlucky...... Then in the first round, he met the senior brother of the Sword Pavilion, Zhao Shanhe, and then eliminated directly.

As the rules were being read, Yu Sheng heard many disciples around her praying silently, and she leaned closer to one of the disciples to hear what he was saying.

"Don't ...... with a big brother"

"Don't ...... with a big brother"

Yu Shengsheng tugged at the corners of his mouth and walked over to the other person, saying the same thing.

"Don't be in a group with Zhao Shanhe of the Sword Pavilion...... Ancestors bless! Please! I don't want to be out that fast! What a shame! ”

Aftersounds: ........

The grouping came down quickly, and the wooden sign in Yu Shengsheng's hand said 10, and she turned her head to look at the two people who had just spoken, both of them were 5.

"Zhao Shanhe's grouping is out!"

"How much? How much? ”

"What's the number??"

"No. 5 !!"

Two disciples: .........

Afterword: What bad luck... Good luck....